The grandgirls and I have been having a sleepover tonight.  We have played and played, just like I remember doing when I was little.

First, they played with all their toys, then we went to Burger King to meet Mawmaw Dar.  They played there until no one was left but the two of them, so we finally came on home.  Next on the play agenda was beauty barler (or something like that) where Kate fixed my hair as well as Ava’s.  That Kate knows how to “tetend.”

We played Cinderella; waltzed to the mini keyboard that has some jive canned music (a little hard to waltz on that one), then at the stroke of midnight, Kate ran off, leaving one high heel.  I usually have to be more than one character, so I was also the servant that came checking to see whose dainty little foot would fit the shoe.  She sticks her little foot out, and wala!  It fits.

As an added surprise I whisked her up and pretended to gallop on my horse to the castle.  Naturally, we had to do that several times (Ava as well).  Kate would hold on to me with one hand and hold her hat with the other.  She would look around as though talking to someone and coyly say, “I don’t know what he’s doing with me.”  It was just hysterical!

From there it went to Sleeping Beauty with Ava being the dragon.  Little Ava did her part well, coming over every now and then and jumping on Beauty or whacking the prince trying to save Beauty.

Mean stepmother is one of Kate’s favorites, and, of course, she gets to be the mean stepmother first.  She’s only mean to me, though.  Ava is exempt.  Kate will put her mean stepmother face on and tell me to do this and do that, then she turns to Ava and goes so overboard on the nicey-nice just in case Ava may have thought Kate was including her in those mean looks and sassy comments.  Ava gets to go with mean stepmother while I have to sit in the dark bedroom and can’t get up.  She checks back occasionally to see if I’m minding her… sometimes I do. 

I kind of like lying there on the bed in the quiet, nursing my back.